Luck of the Temple
As I sat at my desk in Mrs. Bustier's classroom. People were abuzz around the room, talking about the out of state trip she said she was hosting for our class to go to Beijing and learn about their culture. My mind drifted as I began to think about what it would be like in China.
"Hey, Marinette, are you going?" A voice next to me rang out, waking me from my thoughts.
"Hey Ayla, of course I'm going!" I replied excitedly. "I can't wait!" The two boys sitting in the row before us turned around. I glared at the blonde, emerald-eyed boy. It's his fault, my mind said, he messed with you on the FIRST day he came and never apologized. It's not the first person I've come to hate. He's just like Chloe.. I thought as gladed and turned my head away from him. The bell rang, symbolizing the end of the day, and I set out to walk home.
Adrien's P.O.V.
I looked up at my father's office door. I reached for the door knob warily, as though it could hurt me. It could, my mind thought, but it couldn't be as bad as Marinette feels about you. I sighed and opened the door. Inside was a vastly empty room, my father sitting at his desk working on something.
"Father?" My voice rang out, clearing away the silence.
"Yes?" He asked coldly, sounding irritated.
"The school's French teacher, Mrs. Bustier, asked me to go on their trip to China as a translator," I explained, "And I needed to ask for your permission."
He looked at me for a long moment before remarking, "Yes, you may go, only because it will be good practice on your lessons. I expect a call everyday. You are dismissed."
My eyes opened wide as I turned around and walked out of the room. After I closed the door, I ran for my room to begin packing; never too early, right?
Marinette's P.O.V.
I began packing my bags for our trip. We were meeting up at the school tonight to get on the first plane we'd need to take. Sketchbook, check. Clothes for one week, check. Hair care products, check. Phone, check. I'm all set!
I began to walk to the school, only to feel Alya ram herself into me a tell me everything that we were going to see. We made it to the buses, climbed on, and prepared for the hour long drive to the airport, sitting next to each other at the front, with Nino and Adrien behind us, my mind gagging at the blonde's name.
"... They gave us assigned seating for the plane rides, and we're partners. SO COOL!" Alya cheered. I snapped out of wherever my mind was and focused on what Alya had said.
"Sweet!" I replied, looking out the window. This trip was going to be awesome and a great experience, and more life changing than anyone would have originally thought.